cacophonous
The storm raged on, harsh and fearless in its intensity-
my thoughts awaken.
Rain crashing, jumping off the roof
saltwater drops that stick to my cheeks
like the tears that escape my closed eyelids.
wind rushing, running, whirling, twirling,
its little fingers playing with my hair,
pulling, knotting, tugging as my own do.
Lightning slashing across the bruised sky,
a blaring question, cautionary tale,
warning of instability to all who see.
Thunder grumbling and bellowing
like a cacophony of crashing drums,
wailing guitars, and these screams
coming from me.
- dawn
